The Blond Male Lead is Too Much - Chapter 122



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“Please don’t touch it.”

“… Our tough knight followed Shailene around like a wagging puppy again today?”

Raviello slowly turned his gaze to the sword and smiled sharply.

Fortunately, Shailene came to her senses before the two men’s fierce battle of wits began in earnest.

“I’m okay, Raviello. I’m okay, Carl. Should we go inside for now?”

Since the other priests and Philip were also present, even a slight argument between the two could have resulted in great loss of face.

Shailene is the best at that too.

Having barely managed to prevent an unfortunate incident, she sat across from Raviello in the reception room within the temple.

Next to Shailene sat Philip, and next to Raviello sat the chief priest of the temple.

The knife was pulled back and he was leaning against the wall with his arms crossed.

Raviello, who was slowly looking around the interior, opened his mouth in a puzzled voice.

“But where did Count Charophet go and why is Shailene here?”

“It’s right before your eyes, Count Charophet.”

Shailene placed her hand proudly on her chest. Raviello, who had not heard the news that she had inherited the title, opened his eyes in surprise.

“Has Shailene become a count?”

“Yes, that’s right. Now I have not only wealth but also fame.”

Shailene flipped her hair over with a proud face. Raviello blinked and gave her a light congratulatory clap.

“That’s surprising, I didn’t think you’d be interested in that.”

“Because I have to be competitive to get the husband I want.”

“Hmm.”

Raviello’s eyes narrowed strangely for a moment and then returned.

I didn’t expect Shailene to emerge as the landowner, but it was a situation where I had to do what was given to me.

He spoke in his characteristically low, soft voice.

“I tend to keep my work and personal life separate. I’m planning to stay here for a few days to conduct an audit, so don’t feel bad if I look at it carefully.”

“Don’t worry. I also distinguish between work and private life.”

Shailene nodded, having been busy filling in the gap before Raviello arrived.

Unlike her, who had her eyes covered with makeup, Philip, who had a haggard face, handed over the report he had prepared.

It was the beginning of gratitude.

* * *

On the way out of the temple.

“We’ll be okay, right? I’ve already filled the budget that the Count embezzled, so there won’t be any problems, right?”

Unlike Philip, who only cared about gratitude, there were other worries floating around in my head.

It’s been like this since the mission started.

‘Ha, how do you tease Raviello?’

What on earth can I say to get him to join me in finding his mother’s belongings?

If you succeed in this mission, you can either conquer his favorability rating or… … .

“I don’t think that’ll work out. I’ll have a little more conversation with the priest before I go. You go in first.”

Unable to overcome his anxiety, Philip returned to the temple, and I sighed as I went to get on the carriage with the sword.

Then Carl raised one eyebrow and asked pointedly.

“Why have you been sighing like that since earlier? What’s bothering you?”

“Yeah, I need to tease Raviello, but I don’t know how to do it.”

Without realizing it, an overly honest answer came out.

Carl, who had been quickening his pace and passing me, frowned and said.

“Why are you flirting with a man who gives off such a cheap vibe? You should spend more time paying attention to your servant.”

“You always care. And even though Raviello is cheap, he’s handsome.”

“Then I.”

“You? You’re handsome too.”

“Which of the two is more handsome?”

What kind of childish question is this?

I looked at the knife with a bewildered face, but he had the most serious expression on his face.

Anyway, the more handsome the better.

I slowly moved my lips as I pictured Raviello and the sword side by side in my head.

“In my eyes… … you are more handsome.”

Raviello is more of a beauty than a handsome man, and is more pretty than handsome.

The corners of Karl’s mouth loosened, as if he was satisfied with my answer.

“Fortunately, your eyesight is fine.”

“Wow, I guess I’ll have to take off some points for your lack of humility.”

“It’s too late. You know that once you say something, you can’t take it back, right?”

“Oh my… … .”

Sometimes I think he looks like a child.

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But strangely enough, the corners of the lips of the twitching sword did not feel childish or pitiful.

Well, I guess I just discovered a new cute side to you?

In the end, I returned home that day. There was no particular contact from the temple.

Since I had to complete the mission in a short period of five days, I decided to first determine the exact location of the relic.

Then I have to persuade Raviello to go with me.

To do this, I went to the person who knew the temple best. It was not Raviello, but the chief priest of our temple.

“Your Majesty, may I speak to you for a moment?”

“Yes, what’s going on?”

I called him to a quiet place and we talked alone.

“I was wondering if any of my mother’s belongings were ever entrusted to the shrine.”

“Um, when did your Count’s mother pass away?”

“It was 19 years ago.”

“Then I don’t know. It’s been five years since I came to this temple, and the previous priest died of old age.”

This can’t be happening.

It was so unfortunate that I couldn’t even go ask him because the previous priest died.

After breaking up with him without any gains, I fell into trouble again.

‘Hmm, what should I do… … .’

At that moment, I suddenly remembered that I had received a hint ticket as a reward for succeeding in the previous mission.

Give me a hint right now! I need you to tell me how to solve this mission!

– Tiring!

【I’ll give you two hints for this mission.

Hint 1: Diane Charophé’s relics are hidden underground in the temple.

Hint 2: You were in a carriage accident when you were young and lost some of your memories.】

I cheered at the first hint, then furrowed my brows and tilted my head when I read the next hint.

Huh? Me? Amnesia?

‘No, I don’t even know when my settings were added.’

I was a little confused. But if you just told me, does it have anything to do with this mission?

Anyway, now that I had a rough idea of ​​where the relics were, I just had to trick the priest.

* * *

Raviello lived and worked in the guest rooms of the temple.

Today, I was carefully checking how the budget was used from the last audit date to recently.

Bam.

A neatly folded note fell through the crack of the door.

When I picked it up and unfolded it, I saw the following words written in a mature handwriting.

“When you have free time, come out to the backyard of the temple.”

Hmm, what is it?

‘This isn’t a request for a duel, is it?’

He briefly recalled the sword, then shook his head. He wouldn’t have used such polite language.

Raviello, who was feeling tired inside from working for three days straight, went out to the backyard out of curiosity.

I saw a familiar back under a large tree. Ah, so that was the person who called me.

“Shy… … .”

Raviello, who was about to call her name quite happily, hesitated.

Something was fluttering above the silver hair that was blowing lightly in the wind.

A figure that resembles a small, young girl.

A dull headache struck him for a moment. He put his hand to his forehead and frowned.

‘What the heck? What just crossed my mind?’

At that moment, while he was confused, Shailene turned around absentmindedly and saw him, approaching him with a happy face.

“Oh, you’re here? But where does it hurt? What’s wrong?”

“No… … I’m okay. I just felt a little dizzy because I was tired.”

“Oh, then shouldn’t you be resting? Go back in and get some sleep.”

Shailene said with concern, seeing that Raviello’s already pale complexion was turning pale.

It was a consideration to bring up the mission topic while you are not feeling well, as there is a high possibility that you will not get the answer you want.

But Raviello, whose headache quickly subsided, smiled faintly.

“Well, I think I’d feel better if I listened to Shailene’s voice rather than sleeping.”

“Raviello… … I think you’re good at saying subtle things.”

“Haha, really?”

He asked with a calm smile.

“So, why did you call me?”

“… … I have something I really want to say.”

Shailene looked down shyly, as if she was about to confess something.

Then, once again, an unidentifiable figure appeared over her, and Raviello’s heart began to beat strangely.

He stared at Shailene’s lips without blinking. Her lips, always rosy even without applying anything, slowly opened.

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